Huh!
Yeah, yeah
Ey
Yeh, ey, eh, eh

A hundred million spinning around in a Can-Am (a Can-Am)
And the short ones, you know where they go (prr, prr)
A greeting for the haters, how are you? (Wuju)
Let them hate me, that's part of my plan, yeah (ey, ey)
My bad, guys, but I've grown (grown), eh, eh, eh
Always with a new style and theirs is outdated (ey)

It's not Simon who says, now I'm the one who says
Your crew wants to hang out with me (ey)
I nail them three by three as if I were the Migos
Dude, sucker, you and I are not friends (no, no), ey
Here there's no need to pretend (nah)
I walk with some sneakers that you can't catch
Focused on making money I took seven Adderalls
Who's number one, there's no need to ask (ey, ey, ey)
Everyone knows it's me, eh
From PR to the world, thanks to those who believed (thanks)
You felt the pressure when the truck ran over you (grr)
If they call their dad, I'm going to take it (me, me, me)
And if things go wrong for them, it's not my fault (no)
Eh-eh-eh-eh, guys, it's not my fault
I'm at my peak, I'm in my own world, eh
I'm in my own world

A hundred million spinning around in a Can-Am (Can-Am)
And the short ones, you know where they go (they know already)
A greeting for the haters, how are you? (Hello)
Let them hate me, that's part of my plan, yeah (huh, huh, huh, huh)
My bad, guys, but I've grown (grown), ey, ey, ey
Always with a new style and theirs is outdated (ey, ey, ey)

What? Yes, hehe, the lyrics (lyrics)
Look, the rabbit sent me a mess there to throw
Now he's in the studio waiting
Turn that shit on, let's go to hell (turn on, turn on)
The G4, dude (what?)

In PR the cars and in Miami are the Lambos
The rookie arrived who jumped all the ranks (haha)
Now everyone wants to take it out
I walk with Bad Bu' pitching (what happened, dude?)
Two hundred thousand in jewelry, even during the day I'm shining (je)
In Can-Am all over the beach spinning around (woh)
When I parked I saw that your lady
Coped the flow of opening the doors (speak clearly)
We came out with this and changed the round, what? (What happened?)
And if they're going to book me, it's more than thirty (know, know)
In a car or in a Corvette (hehe)
Everyone wants to roll with me and no one asks for the challenge (who?)
I have a Rolex and I don't even look at the time, I go roulette (expensive)
All these haters suck it, they are peseta (aha What?)
They have two faces, this combo is expensive (it is)
If you show off, shoot and we'll scream in your face
They are two-faced pesetas (je), all my babies are expensive
If I send them they shoot, rrr, and we scream in your face (what?)

A hundred million spinning around in a Can-Am
And the pieces, you know where they go
A greeting for the haters who are fans
Let them hate me, that's part of my plan, yeah (yeah-eh-eh-eh)
My bad, guys, but I've grown, yeah
I passed them at two hundred miles, they fell asleep, yeah

(Hey, daddy, when are you going to take me in the car?)

Ey, I fall in love every month
Ey, one baby wants money, another wants me to kiss her
Each one gets what they deserve
Check the Billboards, I've been number one for twelve months (yeah, ey, ey)
Ouch, ouch, that hurts
For everyone who criticizes me (ha), they can suck it
Take a hundred dollar bill
So you know what it smells like, smells like (smells like)
And now even the gringos are conspiring (uh)
Because they know that the bori is killing them, ey
Suck my dick, motherfucker, eh
I have them sucking, eh
Now everyone is calling
I'm about to retire, I don't know when
I spit them out like Triple H entering
Spinning around in PR or in Orlando, eh-eh (what happened?)

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